snotty bitches

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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I’m not complaining about them–I seem to like 'em.

I was just grocery shopping, and I happened to pass a teenaged girl restocking the shelves, and noticed her sullen (if somewhat pretty) face, and as I passed by I thought her facial expression conveyed something like, “Yeah, what are YOU lookin’ at, assface?”

And I thought “Wow, she IS cute!” This made me remember the women I have dated, and fell for, and (once) married, and they had this in common–they all had a certain expression that said “I’m WAY too good for you–I’m smarter, sexier, WAY more together than you’ll ever be–and my shit smells like strawberries.”

Most of the time, that’s actually how they feel about me, so I don’t get to know many of these women, but sometimes I do, and it’s usually ended badly: a few weeks or sometimes years of my being delighted that I finally got the unattainable girl, and got her to concede that I was pretty smart, sexy, together, etc. but they flake out on me in the end, and I’m left with my fond memories of having attained, however briefly, the unattainable.

The inverse, sadly, applies as well: when some woman has pursued me (there are two of them now currently in pursuit), I’m not interested if they’re sweet, good-natured, generous, open and unambiguously eager to climb into the sack with me. With both of my current pursuers, I’m all, “Uh, I think you can do better than me–I’m kinda on the rebound from my last GF, I’m sorta fucked-up right now, so be a nice girl and piss off, would you?” which only seems to make them think more favorably of me and my somewhat dubious virtues.

It’s pathetic, is what it is, the way we want what we can’t have, and don’t want what we can. Humans make me sick.

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Unrequited love? Here’s a good poem on that:

Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

William Butler Yeats

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Actually, she might be thinking about how much restocking shelves sucks, and not even considering you at all.

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I’m sure she was. But that facial expression, the utter disdain, the contemptuous attitude for all the world to see…I just go for that. What a piece of work is man,

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The expression I’m discussing is the one discussed the first day of class in Modeling 101: you’re better than anyone else, you can’t believe anyone has the nerve to talk to you, get the fuck out of my way, dipshit. That look.

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And what are YOU lookin’ at, assface? :mad:

(did it work?)

It sounds like you’re giving gals the same treatment the unattainable biyatches give you. I’m wondering: if one of the women pursuing you were to suddenly get all bitchy, would that make her more attractive to you?

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I know where you’re coming from, PRR, but personally I’m not a fan of bitchy or “too cool to be seen in the same postcode as you” women.

Having said that, I’ve found that not being paying the slightest bit of attention to the “Too cool for you” bitchy women tends to be the best course of action- less headaches for you, less encouragement for her.